Yardley stood frozen, his face burning with a mix of agony and shame. The colors drained from his complexion.
This was a man who was used to commanding boardrooms, whose every word was treated as gospel. Now, he felt completely exposed, as if he were being roasted over an open flame while the world watched.
Clarissa trembled with helpless fury. "You... you can't..."
She felt deeply wronged, desperate to defend her brother and clear their name. But as she opened her mouth, she realized she had absolutely no defense.
Not long ago, the Flynns had been the undisputed kings of Bay City. The completion of the Flynn Group tower had been the pinnacle of their glory. Every elite family had desperately sought their favor. They had been surrounded by allies, untouchable. No one would have dared raise their voice against them, let alone hurl insults in the middle of the street.
Standing amidst the wreckage of her family's reputation, Clarissa fully grasped the reality: their reign was over.
Her brother was no longer the celebrated titan of industry gracing magazine covers. Their entire family had become the city's biggest joke.
Suffocating under the weight of her humiliation, Clarissa grabbed the numb, unresponsive Yardley and dragged him toward their car like a beaten dog, fleeing under a barrage of curses.
They sped away in disgrace.
From the comfort of Julian’s Cullinan, Scarlett, Jacqueline, and Julian watched the entire pathetic scene unfold.

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